"Abert's Hungry Brother ~~"

"Have you learned?"

"Withdrawal, I didn't learn it, see if you want to do it again."

"What's your name, forget it, it doesn't matter, go and stand at the door, who else doesn't understand."

The doctor at the pharmacy didn't dare to say much, and hurriedly ran to the door and stood aside.

"Understood, learned."

"Well, the one sitting in the corner stood up, how did this letter be pronounced."

Zheng Xiong casually wrote a b on the blackboard and asked.

"Read de."

"Very good, the official is very pleased, go out and stand."

Ditto, still a doctor in a pharmacy.

"That kid in the second row, yes, it's just you, what are you reading here?"

"Reading waves."

"Yes, this letter reads waves, you sit down first, and the others study hard, understand is understand, don't pretend to understand if you don't understand."

"Who else doesn't understand."

Zheng Xiong casually drew a Q again, pointing to a person.

"Draw, read seven."

"So what are you reading?"

Zheng Xiong casually wrote a few letters on the blackboard.

"Withdrawal, read QAQ."

"Be conscious, go out and stand."

Painful and happy, Zheng Xiong felt the joy of being a teacher, but also felt the helplessness and sadness of a teacher, teaching and educating people requires good patience and a serious and responsible attitude.

"Take out your little blackboard, listen to me read it, write the letters on the small blackboard, and take it up in order when you finish writing, and the official will check it."

"The Buddha Machine House~"

After Zheng Xiong finished reporting the letters, he started sampling from the front row, and the children in the front row walked up to the stage one by one, waiting for instructions.

"Wrong two, go to the door and stand for a quarter of an hour, the next one."

"That's right, go back to your seat first, and Uncle will send you candy later."

"Wrong three, stand at the door for a quarter and a half hours, what are the two people over there doing, come forward for me."

Seeing that there were still a few whisperers on the side, Zheng Xiong picked up the chalk casually, broke off a piece and threw it over, the accuracy was good, and it hit the bull's-eye.

I couldn't favor one over the other, and threw several chalk heads, smashing them one by one, and the words that had just raised my head quickly disappeared.

After correcting the answers on the small blackboard, only a few lonely children were not punished, and the doctors in the pharmacy were all wiped out, and the children who did not pass the test were punished outside.

took out the snacks brought out in the morning and distributed them to the child in front of him.

"Isn't it sugar? How is it a snack, I want to eat sugar, that sweet. ”

"Sugar is not a coincidence, we don't have it, eat dim sum first, this is also sweet."

"No, I'm going to eat sugar."

"Either go stand at the door and give you candy, or give me a snack now."

After a period of teaching by the doctor, it can be regarded as a waste, and the students taught by a group of Buddhist doctors are not afraid of life at all, and they dare to bargain in front of themselves, the principal.

Zheng Xiong, who was in a hurry, even shouted out the Chinese characters, indicating his attitude.

The crowd standing in a row at the door finally made the child retreat, picked up the snack and took a bite, and said weakly.

"The dim sum is so delicious."

"It's delicious, you guys go sit outside and eat with Principal Ben."

The heat wave was pressing, and the crowd standing outside was already sweating, and Zheng Xiong, who had just walked out of the classroom, regretted it for a while.

I just said it, but I didn't regret it, I took a few people to eat snacks in front of the punished crowd, and a few children were in a good mood, and they were in the mood to make faces and tease everyone in front of them.

After eating a snack, Zheng Xiong called a group of people back indoors, corporal punishment is not the goal, in order to correct the attitude of everyone, and he must have the majesty of the principal.

Zheng Xiong's prestige was established in front of the children, and the atmosphere of learning was getting better and better, and it didn't take a few days to teach all the twenty-six pinyin.

Then there are twenty-three initials, twenty-four finals, and sixteen syllables as a whole.

In the palace, Lao Zhu was giving instructions, and Mao Xiang was quietly telling the information he was listening to.

"Your Majesty, recently, the nobles in Nanjing City have become more and more arrogant, oppressing the people, and the people who are greedy for pleasure and fun are complaining, and the last general has heard a lot of rumors."

"You secretly disperse the people around you to see if you can collect some evidence, and other hearsay news can also be told to us."

"In Nanjing, I used the soap of the pharmacy to wash my hair, and there are more and more people who lose their hair, some of them have regrown their hair, and some have never regrown it, and there are not a few people who are dissatisfied with this."

Hearing Mao Xiang talk about this, Lao Zhu rubbed his eyebrows, troublesome. If you shave your hair as a monk, you can tolerate it, after all, you have been a monk for a few days.

The hair loss caused by washing his hair with soap has been dealt with by himself, and Zheng Xiong is willing to be punished for this and issued a notice.

But the human heart is really incomprehensible, the retro edict itself is also issued, there is no hair, then there is no question of wearing the left or the right of the hair, and there is no political mistake, leaving the Jurchen and Mengyuan hairstyles, it is really difficult to deal with.

"We already know this, there are a lot of bitter masters who have come to report in Zhongshu Province, and they can't tell who is right and who is wrong, let's talk about it when the weather is cold."

"Zheng Tiling from Huimin Pharmacy recently made a dictionary, and now he has started teaching in the pharmacy's school, and the last general has got a printed dictionary."

After speaking, Mao Xiang took out the dictionary and handed it to Lao Zhu.

Lao Zhu picked up the dictionary and looked through it quietly, Lao Zhu was not averse to simplifying the word, after all, he was an emperor who asked for as much vernacular as possible.

However, the pinyin of this ghost drawing note and the way of writing from left to right made Lao Zhu very unaccustomed to it, and he was in a fog to watch.

"Stay here, there's nothing else going on."

"There are also a lot of people who have been paying attention to the pharmacy recently, and I have found a lot of them here."

"You don't have to worry about this, but if there is any change in the pharmacy, you have to report it to us in time."

After Mao Xiang finished reporting, he got Lao Zhu's signal and left.

One of the people waiting outside also got Lao Zhu's will and stepped forward to report his work.

"Your Majesty, the explosives made by the glass factory, Weichen has made a few weapons of mass murder here, and please show your Majesty."

Hearing this, Lao Zhu became interested.

"Oh, what kind of fame are there, forget it, these two days are a bit busy, in two days, let's go over and see for ourselves, you get ready first."

On the other side, a few people were playing with the dictionary and discussing something.

"A few of you have also read this dictionary, and you can tell me what you think."

"What's so nice about the ghost drawing symbols?,Simplified characters are also completely unpopular things.,And this left-to-right writing and symbols.,It's a brain pain to see.,It's just a school.,Teaching this kind of thing.,I don't understand what you're so concerned about.。

"That's right, the pharmacy teaches these ghosts to draw talismans all day long, and I really don't see any problems."

"Since you all say so, then I won't say much, but since it's a school, I still have to pay more attention."

(End of chapter)